The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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The woman lying on her head was holding her head with her hands, flipping through the magazine with no expression, as if the gasping man behind her and the man's movements had nothing to do with her.

"Huh, be careful." As the woman sucked the page, her fingers scratched by the edge of the paper under the "uncontrollable" vibration, looked back with dissatisfaction.

"Hug, sorry ... I'm almost ..." The man is still shaking, raising his hands from time to time to wipe the sweat from his forehead-fat people are not suitable for 'vigorous' exercise.

The woman lowered her mouth and went back to the magazine "Liszt's Weekly Shopping Guide". Do you still remember this magazine ~ "It's expensive, these things." The woman probably went out of the body and was constantly pushed. There is no sense of participation in the matter, "especially the" Kozil "thing, I have no concept, no cherish, it is a pity."

Fat men's expressions are a bit uncomfortable, as men should all understand, this kind of moment distraction is the worst. And the reason for distraction-"You, do you think I am poor?"

"No." The woman replied casually as she turned the pages of the book. "Just before, I was provided these things by the Demon Banquet, so I didn't have to buy them myself."

The fat man's movements accelerated a little, the feeling of being distracted and hurried to urge the body to finish, "You, you miss the previous ... oh! I want ..." The short, probably not related to pleasure at all After the peak, the bed shook twice, and the chubby face fell beside the women's magazine. "Did you regret it? Now?"

"No." The woman pulled a blanket in her back to cover herself, and then glanced at the bloated body of the man beside him. She also covered him. "No regrets, that's not life, it's captivity."

The key words have already appeared. These two people are the couple of inheritors who are newly married for half a year, Linda from the neighbor of James in the west, and Burr Cliff in the southern district of Barton. Well, when we got married, we predicted that this "agreement for marriage" must be very tragic, and now it looks really sad.

Cliff stared at the ceiling and gasped, trying to say something, but his mind was a little empty.

It doesn't matter if it's empty, there is a so-called act of lying on your back and looking at the ceiling.

Linda felt Cliff holding her breath and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Yes, there's something in the ceiling ..." Cliff said so, reaching out and holding Linda subconsciously. Is care.

Linda looked a little weird at the fat arm resting on her shoulder. "Sweat."

Cliff looked a little embarrassed, withdrew his wet hands, grabbed the trousers thrown by the bed, put on his brows, frowned and stood on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He was very sure that the shadow of the fire source was abnormal Twisted a bit.

Linda's body lying on the bed began to lean, sliding over the deep part of the bed until it was stopped by Cliff's feet that made this 'pit', and her eyes were slumped up along this fat leg. Stopped his stomach.

Linda frowned, throwing her magazine away from her mouth, pulling the blanket around her body and standing on the bed, looking at the ceiling, "What are you looking at."

"Shadow." Cliff pointed to the shadow cast by the chandelier on the ceiling. "Did you see it? There was one missing leaf."

Linda pursed her lips and looked around, "Where is the window open."

It is daytime now. Don't defame the time that these two people choose to conduct an activity. We should be clear that the purpose of this agreement marriage is for this activity. The two men didn't care about day and night, and closing the windows and closing the curtains was already taking care of the audience's senses.

The window where Linda was still looking for was leaking, her body was suddenly lifted, some stunned against Cliff sweaty fat, feeling the jump and depression. When Linda recovered, she was being pushed under the bed.

"What are you doing!" Linda couldn't hold back, facing Cliff's face with the head of the hammer. Pushing up the edge of the bed with irritability, he grabbed the wrapped blanket and looked at the fat man curled up on the ground with no good intentions. "How many times have I said that, first move your mouth, say! Then move ... "

"Uh, that doesn't look too light." The third person's voice appeared, Bumi who had to walk out of the shadow. "He just wanted to protect you."

Linda turned and looked at Bumi, who came out, and the twisted and pulled shadows around him, as if they were loosened, they were bounced back into the walls, the ground, and the ceiling from the air.

"Nofel." Linda frowned. The first reaction was to look around. There were only two light sources in the room, a heated fireplace and a chandelier, which meant that the area in this room was occupied by shadows ... presumably Linda, who analyzed her situation, suddenly raised her eyebrows, and then she made a white eye to her own-there was no need to analyze the situation, and the person who came was not the enemy.

Linda crouched down and patted Cliff who was still curled up on the ground. "Thank you, but don't do this kind of thing in the future. I don't need to protect ..." To finish, I saw Cliff's finger The nose bleeding from the tip, Linda pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, I'll take the medicine bag, you ..." After looking at Bumi, the meaning in his eyes was, 'There should be something going on with you. 'Turn around and go away.

When Linda came out of the room, Bumi squatted in front of Cliff with a magical expression, and said, "It's not easy to marry." The scratched wrist was already facing Cliff's mouth. "I'm pretty Admire you. "

"How much did you see?" Intentionally, Cliff bit Bum's wrist with all his strength.

"Not many, it's just a high tide." Bumi withdrew his hand immediately after seeing Cliff's blood stop, and didn't waste his blood. "But you are so alert, I'm going to give you time to breathe You just showed me at once. Why, do you have this anti-theft-peeping experience? "

"Previous bad habits! It's none of your business! What are you doing! If someone finds me, let her call directly! No need to send someone to my house! Especially your disgusting guy in the dark!"

Forget about this ‘she’ first.

"Pay attention to your wording, I may be offended, and I am not as good-tempered as Zac." Bumi's face did not smile, so he was serious.

This is a bit weird. Bumi told Chapman not to abuse the filmmaker Wandell, but also smiled, and he didn't seem to have much affection for Cliff, the inheritor of the Baton interracial.

Cliff pursed his lips and saw what he was holding back, "What are you doing with me ?! I told Spira explicitly that I'm not involved in Patton's thing! You're doing it again ..."

The "she" just now turned out to be just Silbera. As for the meaning represented in this remark, it should be possible to think that the Barton alien is an ally of Siberia, Nofile is an ally of a wizard, and an ally of an ally should also be an ally. When Nophire Bumi appeared here, Cliff did not think it had anything to do with Zac.

Um, now you can know why Bumi has no good feelings for Cliff, because Cliff is a Baton alien, but not an ally. This inheritor must concentrate on creating people and retreat. So you don't need to be treated as an ally, just be a passerby. Nofeller has this attitude towards passers-by.

"It's not Spella, I came by myself." Bumi interrupted Cliff. "I'm looking for a place to practice against Zac. Grand is not suitable. Barton only has this open and convenient area in the south. The site is now around, I think your farm is very suitable, the structure is similar to Grande, and no one will bother you. "

"Why, what ?!"

"I'm not asking, I'm requisitioning your farm, Cliff."

"you……"

"Agree." Linda carrying the medicine bag came back, although it was useless. "We are just two humans. This is the request of two vampires. We have no position to say no."

"Listen to your wife, Cliff." (To be continued.)